A book of poems

fox hunt

I am a fox, locked in a cage.

All barred in, with no where to run.

The cage door opened, and for my life I fled.

Across the feild, and into the woods.

I heard the horns, of horsemen behind me.

The deadly snarl, of dogs at my rear.

It would happen soon, I know this much.

I will get tired, i will give up.

The dogs will get me, horsemen will have won.

My legs get tired,

So i try to hide.

But it is no good, they will find me soon.

The dogs attack, the horsemen cheer.

They got their victory, and I have lost.